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The Only Truth

We were young, we were fools. Tired of obeying all the rules.
We were cruel, and we sighed the day we heard that Thomas Glass had died.
A name no one remembered, but one that everyone recalled.
A face hiding in the shadows, illuminated on the day that Thomas lost it all.

Who knew what words meant? But they've taken a lifetime to forget.
Who knows? How time flies! Cause in the house that Thomas Glass had died
they found things hidden away. Paintings yearning for a brighter day.
And in the notes, he'd scribbled down was a blinding silver lining to his thundercloud.

"The whole world shakes in these dark times looking for a light thats guides.
The whole world waits at Heaven's doors, but the only truth is that love endures."

How long that it seems. The past ten years have felt just like a dream.
I smiled when i saw, some big-wig in New York had bought it all
the TV said. Now I assume, that he was like a caterpillar stuck in his cocoon.
The man of Glass, but soul of stone. The world just wasn't ready for the things he had known.

"The whole world shakes in these dark times looking for a light thats guides.
The whole world waits at Heaven's doors, but the only truth is that love endures."